Expectations

they are limits or standards of who I'll allow you to be.  Not to belittle you or to make myself feel superior, but to allow you to be the best version of yourself.  I never want to manipulate you into becoming a ghostly figure, much like a diluted existence.  It's just that I know what you're up to.  I know that in your right mind you are aware of the wrong turns that have been made.  I have expectations of you.. rather high I'll admit.  But its not hard for you to grasp, because I've seen you in perfect naked form.  The truth you hide from the rest.  I realize you backed away because I am the only one who knows you, I'm not stupid... I know that you are ashamed of the decision you made.  Otherwise why would you have turned away for so long?  I forgive you, but I expect more from you.  Why fall when you can fight?  Why deceive when you can survive?  Why turn your back on me, when Im asking you to hold my hand?  I have my expectations of you... I expect you to fight.  And  I expect you to fight again.  And I'll be there, watching the greatest victory of all... knowing that you not only surpassed all my expectations... but you did it for yourself.  Thats why you love me, because I care.